Seeing that the blow was effective, Yan Yangtian did not relax in the slightest, and even ignored the commotion under the ring, and with a call of his hand, seven water dragons attacked Xiong Qihui, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the two families of Yan and Xiong were like fire and water, and they naturally acted mercilessly.

"Damn, just a seventh-layer monk in the Qi cultivation period has such extraordinary attack power and fighting experience, when did such a difficult figure appear in the Yan family! Why did you never know before? This is even more difficult to deal with than an ordinary ninth-layer Qi cultivation stage cultivator!"

Xiong Qihui's face was pale, he kicked on the ground, and suddenly flew to the side to dodge, no longer resisting the water dragon spell attack, and dodged with all his might.

He had already been slightly injured, his defensive shield had been broken, and after a few more spell bombardments, his magic clothes might not be able to bear it. If you want to bless the defensive shield, it will take some time.

Moving quickly, Xiong Qihui dodged the water dragon that shot in, swung his sword and slashed out a white beam, slashing the sword that was approaching him, and then quickly rushed towards Yan Yangtian.

However, Yan Yangtian's spell casting attack speed was extremely fast, and the spells were one after another, almost forcing Xiong Qihui to breathe, and he had to use his sword skills with all his might, and was even occasionally forced to retreat.

It took five or six breaths for Xiong Qihui to approach within ten zhang of Yanyang Tian.

With a hint of joy on his face, Xiong Qihui would win as long as he approached within three zhang of Yan Yangtian's body.

Competing in the attack speed of spells, Xiong Qihui is naturally not the opponent of Yan Yangtian who can instantly use spells, but in close combat, Yan Yangtian, who is at the seventh layer of the Qi training period, is definitely not his opponent as a ninth-level monk in the Qi training period. The mid-grade ice attribute spirit sword in his hand alone was a grade higher than Yan Yangtian's lower-grade water attribute spirit sword.

Seeing Xiong Qihui approaching rapidly, Yan Yangtian immediately turned around and ran around the edge of the ring, widening the distance between him and Xiong Qihui. He didn't dare to get close to a head-on conflict with Xiong Qihui.

Under the ring, even the onlookers of the Qi cultivation period cultivators looked nervous. If there is a huge disparity in strength between monks, the winner can be decided quickly. Unless the strength is very similar, the fight will continue for a long time.

Now that it has reached a critical moment, whether Yan Yangtian can escape a little farther away and distance himself determines how long he can hold out in this fight. Until now, everyone is not very optimistic about him, but Yan Yangtian can support Xiong Qihui for a long time, which is already a defeat but still honor, which can be regarded as a small glory.

Regarding the fierce fight in the ring, the judges in the foundation building period on the judges' bench had a calm face and whispered a few words from time to time, it was obvious that the fighting methods of these juniors were not very attractive to them.

"It's too late!"

Xiong Qihui suddenly snorted coldly, accelerated his pursuit, pulled from ten zhang to six or seven zhang away, roared wildly, and immediately shook his hand and sent a cold winding aura mass towards Yan Yangtian, in case Yan Yangtian escaped again.

Syllable!

One couldn't dodge, and the cold winding technique hit Yan Yangtian's body.

With an exclamation, Yan Yangtian was wrapped around him by a white aura, and his speedy figure suddenly stagnated, and his speed decreased greatly.

At the same time, Yan Yangtian couldn't help but shiver, feeling that the mana running in the tendons and veins in his body couldn't help but stagnate, and it was not smooth.

When all the monks in the ring saw this, they couldn't help but be relieved. It seems that this fighting method in the ring is over! Yan Yangtian, who is at the seventh layer of the Qi training period, is not the opponent of Xiong Qihui at the ninth layer of the Qi training period after all.

Although Xiong Qihui did not let Yan Yangtian make three moves as promised, and was also injured and a little embarrassed, he still won after all.

Dragged by Xiong Qihui's cold winding technique, Yan Yangtian couldn't escape far away, and he would be defeated in Xiong Qihui's hands. Xiong Qihui's cultivation of the ice attribute sword technique, that is not a game, even if he is also a ninth-level cultivator in the Qi training period, he will lose more than he wins in the face of ice attribute spell attacks.

Ice attribute spells have the miraculous effect of ice mana, and any monk of the same level is very afraid of ice attribute spells.

Among the Qi cultivation period monks under the ring, there are even some people who feel sorry for Yan Yangtian, he can use spells instantaneously in the seventh layer of the Qi training period, and the spell attack speed is much faster than that of ordinary monks, this is already the top strength among the seven-layer Qi cultivation period monks, and he has the qualification to challenge the next level, which is enough to make a name for himself among the Qi training period monks in Purple Light City.

"Haha! Yan Yangtian! You're done!"

Xiong Qihui, who was in ecstasy, flew forward, and the ice attribute spirit sword in his hand stabbed towards Yan Yangtian mercilessly. But his ecstatic color had just been revealed, and he saw a confused light coming up from around Yan Yangtian's body, and suddenly lost his target in front of him, and Yan Yangtian lost his trace all of a sudden.

"Water Shadow!"

Xiong Qihui was blindsided all of a sudden, the "Water Shadow Technique" was not a spell that could be practiced by a monk in the Qi cultivation period, it was a mid-level spell that could only be cast by a monk in the foundation building period to conceal his body. It would be bad if he let him attack him without a trace.

Although he was not shocked, Xiong Qihui's mana urged, the talisman light shone brightly, and the ice attribute spirit sword in his hand danced rapidly, protecting his body tightly, and at the same time retreating extremely quickly.

"What, this kid from the Yan family can understand water attribute spells to this extent?"

"Although the water shadow technique he performed is still very immature, it is already very remarkable, and he is a rare good seedling!"

The monks of the foundation building period on the judges' bench were not calm, and their eyes flashed with strange colors. It was indeed shocking that a Qi cultivation period monk could cast spells that only a foundation building stage monk could use.

"It's a pity, Xiong Qihui, you stupid talent, that kid from the Yan family has been trapped by your entanglement technique, can you disappear in place out of thin air?"

With a hint of coldness in his eyes, Xiong Liehuang, the patriarch of the Xiong family, muttered.

Sure enough, while Xiong Qihui retreated to defend, in the same place where Yan Yangtian was trapped, after a crackling sound, Yan Yangtian staggered out to relieve the difficulty.

Unable to gain a firm foothold, Yan Yangtian's water dragon attacked Xiong Qihui again, and at the same time, the figure moved rapidly, and he didn't dare to stay in one place for a while, if he was hit by the ice attribute entanglement technique again, he was not as lucky as this time, he didn't think that Xiong Qihui would make a second mistake with the same mistake.

"Cunning boy, suffer death!"

The angry light in his eyes flashed, Xiong Qihui swung his sword to smash the rushing water dragon, and rushed towards Yan Yangtian again.

Yan Yangtian kept throwing spells in the direction of Xiong Qihui, delaying him to get closer to him, and kept running in the ring, his image was embarrassed.

"Yan Yangtian, will you just run away?" Xiong Qihui smiled fiercely, trying to force Yan Yangtian to the corner of the ring, there was not much space in the ring, and it was only a matter of time before he was forced into a Jedi, "If you have the ability, come and fight me head-on!"